Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
He broke the kiss and gazed down at me, his expression intense.
“Let’s take this somewhere more private.”
I could only nod.
I lay sprawled on Logan’s chest, exhausted, and oh so deliciously sated. He had, indeed, ravished me thoroughly, bringing me to a shattering climax with his mouth, then his fingers, and finally, his thick cock.
He played with my hair, stroking it gently, caressing the ends between his fingers. I loved how he kept me close after we were done. He held me, touched me, hummed, whispered low words of endearment.
“Lottie,” he said. “Can I ask you a question?”
I lifted my head, meeting his eyes. “You can ask me anything.”
“Are you happy?”
I frowned. “Right now? Yes.”
“No, in the bigger picture. Are you happy with your life?”
I pursed my lips. “I’m happier now than I was a few weeks ago. Before you came into my life.”
He stroked my cheek with the back of his hand. “I make you happy.”
“Yes.”
“What would you change to be happier?”
I sat up, pulling the sheet around my torso. “I know where you’re going with this, Logan. I can’t quit my job and bake cupcakes. It’s not that simple.”
He tucked an arm under his head. “I know that. But if you could do anything, if money weren’t the constraint, what would you choose to do?”
I paused as I considered his words. “I would love to bake and create. I made a wedding cake once for a friend. It took me days of planning and baking, but I enjoyed every moment. I would love to be able to do that.”
“Only one cake?”
I nodded. “I had some inquiries about doing more. But I had to take vacation to make that one. Work has been so busy, I haven’t taken any time since, aside from one week with Brianna.” A thought occurred to me. “Oh—but I was thinking of taking a little time off. When is your Christmas break?”
“I’ll have to check.” He grinned. “Are you really going to take time off and spend it with me?”
“If you want that.”
He slid his hand up my neck and brought me to his mouth. “Yes, I want. I’ll get the dates and let you know.” A strange look passed over his face. “I, ah, have a couple of commitments, but we’ll figure it out.”
“Okay.”
He sat up, looking at me. “Lottie, I have to tell you something. Something important.”
“All right,” I said slowly, his serious tone startling me.
He slid from the bed, dragging on his pants. He paced the room, running his hands through his hair repeatedly, ramping up my anxiety. I grabbed my robe, slipping it on, no longer wanting to be naked for whatever he had to say. I had never seen Logan this serious, so I knew it had to be huge. A small nagging doubt hit me, and I spoke it out loud.
“Is this too much, Logan? Too fast? You want to stop seeing me?”
He stopped mid-stride and gaped at me. He crossed the room and gripped my arms. “Hell no. I never want to stop seeing you. Don’t even think that way.”
“What is it, then?”
He swallowed and sat beside me. “I’m not supposed to say anything. I signed a nondisclosure and I thought I could keep it to myself, but I can’t.”
I frowned. “A nondisclosure? With the school? Oh! Did they offer you full time?”
He shook his head with a smile. “Not even close, Lottie.” He sucked in a long breath. “I signed a deal with Ravaged Roadside.”
I blinked. Then again. “What?”
“I can’t go into all the particulars, but I’m under contract with them now.”
I flung my arms around his neck, holding him tight. “Logan—that is amazing! I’m so proud of you.”
He returned my embrace. “It’s been crazy, Lottie. Meetings and negotiations. More meetings. I had to get a lawyer.” He snorted. “Me, get a lawyer. I never thought I’d see that day.”
I laughed, knowing how much he would hate that. It smacked of the corporate world that Logan detested.
He cupped my face. “I’ve wanted to talk to you so often, but I can’t. I shouldn’t even be telling you this, but I can’t keep it from you. I can’t say much else, but I will tell you everything soon.”
“I won’t say anything. I promise.”
“I know. I didn’t want to put you in the position of lying to your father or causing you trouble.”
“Can you tell me anything?”
He sighed, then his lips curled into a wicked smile. “I’ll just say you weren’t wrong when you thought the record label leaked the merger.” He winked. “But you figured that out on your own.”
I returned his smile. “They often do. It makes the press conference that much more exciting if they create a buzz.”
“Yeah, they want a buzz.”
I widened my eyes in understanding. “Are they announcing you at the press conference?”
“I’m not the star attraction, Lottie.”